Chapter 27: It’s time for the little liar to accept his master’s punishment.

The group chat messages kept refreshing one after another, with Wei Re, Ling Lan, and Xin Lü buzzing excitedly about travel plans for Gan City, their words brimming with anticipation for the May Day holiday.

They seemed to treat this mission like a fully funded vacation.

But…

Lin Qingya instinctively raised her hand, her fingertips lightly brushing the top of her head.

The spot where her cat-ear transformer should be was utterly silent.

No mission alerts, no compulsory orders—not even a whisper of magical fluctuation.

How could this be?

Was her transformer malfunctioning?

Or… had this mission deliberately excluded only her?

But why?

Was it because she’d performed so poorly in the last witch-hunt mission?

Wuu… Wei Re and the others had clearly said she’d been a huge help, even calling her a “partner”…

She’d only just gained friends to fight alongside—did they really have to abandon her this quickly?

She desperately wanted to type in the group, “Why didn’t I get the mission notification?”, but the words caught in her throat, and she swallowed them back down.

Lin Qingya’s little head was stuffed full of question marks; the more she thought, the more aggrieved she felt, her small mouth unconsciously pouting.

Naturally, this expression didn’t escape Bai Wanting’s notice.

“Little Ya, what’s wrong?”

Bai Wanting set down the book in her hand and leaned over with concern, those gentle eyes filled with worry.

“Did something bother you? You look a bit unhappy.”

“Ah? N-no… nothing!”

Lin Qingya jumped in fright, like a kid caught red-handed in mischief; she fumbled to lock the phone screen in a panic.

She couldn’t let little Bai-jie see this!

She absolutely couldn’t tell little Bai-jie about the magical girl stuff!

It wasn’t that she feared disbelief—it was that she didn’t want little Bai-jie worrying about her, or getting dragged into these dangerous affairs.

Lin Qingya’s brain raced at full speed; she waved her hands in flustered denial, stammering out a lie.

“I-it’s… it’s the homeroom teacher! She messaged in the class group, saying… saying we have to study hard over May Day break, no slacking off, and urging us to do extra workbooks…”

As she spoke, she guiltily lowered her head, not daring to meet Bai Wanting’s eyes.

“Oh? Is that so…”

Bai Wanting leisurely picked up the water cup from the table and took a slow sip, her tone still as gentle as ever.

What a terrible liar her little fool was.

Would a teacher really send a study-nag like that right at dinnertime?

If anything, it’d come after evening self-study—as a wrap-up to the day, a little reminder when everyone was finally unwinding.

Sending it now would just scatter the students’ focus for the night; they’d be daydreaming about holiday fun instead of studying.

Such simple logic, and yet her little Ya had overlooked it entirely in her over-the-top nerves.

It was so cute, it made her want to lock her away and lavish her with ruthless affection.

But Bai Wanting didn’t call her out on the spot.

She merely offered a gentle “I see” smile, reaching out to indulgently ruffle Lin Qingya’s hair.

“Little Ya’s studies must be so tough.”

“But remember, balance work and rest—don’t push yourself too hard.”

As she spoke, Bai Wanting used her fingertips to massage Lin Qingya’s temples, the motions light and soothing.

Under that tender touch, Lin Qingya’s tension gradually melted away.

Little Bai-jie is so gentle…

Before she could savor it fully, Bai Wanting whispered that phrase right by her ear.

“Barbie doll.”

Eh…

Lin Qingya’s body went rigid in an instant.

Her once-guilty pupils lost all spark, turning vacant and dull.

“Hehe…”

Bai Wanting savored the sight of her, pliable and at her whim, a twisted sense of satisfaction blooming in her chest.

Daring to lie to your owner, huh… Look at you now, all honest.

“Little Ya.” Bai Wanting called softly.

“Master, little Ya is here.”

Lin Qingya immediately turned to face her, responding with utter compliance.

Bai Wanting reached out to pinch her cheek, her tone laced with playful mischief.

“Can you let Master see who messaged our little Ya, hmm?”

“Yes, Master.”

Without a hint of hesitation, Lin Qingya unlocked her phone and presented it reverently with both hands, reporting in that hollow tone, detail by detail.

“Reporting to Master: It’s my three magical girl companions. They’re saying in the group chat that they received a May Day mission to Gan City, but it seems I didn’t get any notification.”

Bai Wanting took the phone, her gaze settling on the “Magical Girl Family” group chat.

She scrolled through the conversation history with focus, her fingertip gliding slowly across the screen.

Then, casually, she tapped into Lin Qingya’s QQ contacts, meticulously reviewing all her recent interactions.

Good—as expected, the list was short and pure, no complications.

Though this “Sunshine Rainbow Kitty Head” chatterbox was a bit much, spamming her little Ya with cat emojis; it wasn’t a huge issue, but it irked her all the same!

She tapped into the “Special Attention” folder next.

It held only one account—”Little Bai-jie.”

Seeing that, Bai Wanting’s mood lifted even higher.

What a sweet, clingy little thing.

Her little Ya’s heart really only had room for her.

Bai Wanting’s finger continued scrolling through Lin Qingya’s recent chats.

Exchanges with classmates were mostly cute emojis or simple hellos—nothing deeper.

After confirming Lin Qingya’s social circle was pristine as a blank sheet, a wicked spark of amusement ignited in Bai Wanting’s depths.

She set the phone down, her eyes returning to the girl’s delicate face, a bold and thrilling idea taking shape in her mind.

“Little Ya, kneel before me.”

Bai Wanting leaned to her ear, commanding in that familiar, soul-snaring tone.

“As you wish, Master.”

Lin Qingya slid immediately from the chair, dropping to her knees and settling obediently before Bai Wanting.

She lifted her head, gazing up at her owner with those dazed, devout eyes.

The posture thrilled Bai Wanting to her core.

No, she couldn’t take it!

Bai Wanting realized her appetites were growing insatiable.

Mere hypnotic obedience no longer sated her swelling urges for control and possession.

She had to make Lin Qingya crave this absolute dependence in her waking mind too!

Bai Wanting leaned down, her pupils shifting once more to that hypnotic violet.

“Little Ya, listen carefully.”

“When you awaken, you’ll forget lying to me just now, but you’ll be unable to suppress a thought rising in your heart.”

“You’ll desperately crave having sister as your owner, crave her commands, crave becoming sister’s possession.”

“You’ll secretly change sister’s contact name to ‘My Beloved Master.'”

“Do you understand?”

Lin Qingya’s pupils mirrored that eerie violet as she murmured the command back.

“Yes… I’ll crave sister becoming my owner… crave her commands… crave becoming sister’s possession… I’ll change the name to… My Beloved Master…”

“Good girl.”

Bai Wanting nodded in approval.

She scooped Lin Qingya up from the floor, settling her back in the seat, then handed over the phone.

With that done, she raised her hand and snapped her fingers sharply in the air.

“Pa.”

The eerie violet haze faded from Lin Qingya’s pupils, clarity returning.

She blinked in confusion, sensing a few seconds’ gap in her thoughts.

What… what was I just thinking?

It felt like… talking to little Bai-jie?

And then?

And then…

An utterly absurd, shameful notion bubbled up unbidden from her depths!

I want… I want little Bai-jie to be my owner so bad…

I want her to command me… mm…

I want to kneel at little Bai-jie’s feet, like a little cat…

Why not… just become little Bai-jie’s exclusive slave outright…

“!!!”

The thought hit her like a shock, startling even herself!

Oh god!

Lin Qingya! What the hell are you thinking!

How could you have such a shameless idea!

A fierce wave of shame crashed over her, flushing her face to the roots of her ears.

She couldn’t bear to meet Bai Wanting’s eyes anymore; in a fluster, she bolted up from the seat.

“Little Ya, what’s up? Your face is so red!”

Bai Wanting watched her flustered panic, feigning concern with a knowing ask.

“I… my back kinda hurts… I wanna… go lie down in my room for a bit!”

Lin Qingya babbled a lame excuse, then fled to her room without a backward glance, slamming the door shut behind her.

“Bang!”

Gazing at the firmly closed door, Bai Wanting finally couldn’t hold back; she covered her mouth with her hand, letting out a delighted chuckle.

So ridiculously cute.

How could her little Ya’s shy look be this tempting?

Sigh, was she being a bit too mean?

Hahahahahahahahahaha!

She was growing more and more eager—eager for the day her innocent little treasure fully fell, kneeling before her in full awareness to offer everything willingly.

She hoped her little Ya wouldn’t keep her waiting too long…

After this “intimate interaction” with her future darling wife, it was time to turn to serious matters.

The laughter faded from Bai Wanting’s face; her fingertips tapped a rhythmic beat on the desk.

This magical girl mission was intriguingly suspicious.

Why had only little Ya been left out?

Had Lin Qingya renounced her magical girl identity?

Or had her corruption of the girl’s magical core prompted the transformer to isolate her?

Mm… how fascinating.

Her plans were only just beginning; she still needed this team to connect her with more magical girls, to gather intel.

It seemed a personal trip to Gan City was in order…